Disrobed and on his knees, he could only imagine what his fate was Still, no imagination could match the evil designs of his Mistresses A strapon intrusion in the mouth was just the start of it all Soon it was replaced by a spiky heel while the strapon aimed for his filthy ass A few endless minutes of painful trampling later, he was turned into a speechless horse, caned and beaten into a pulp at every sign of disobedience
